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I then smashed my fist into the ground or at least the snow about ankle high sending all the snow around me to burst away. AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH GOD DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! she never saw me as nothing more than just a friend damn it. It was only me who wanted more I wanted to be so much more than friends I wanted to go on dates, snuggle up on the couch when at home, give each other light pecks at random moments, and hold on to each other as if we would float away if we let go. all these thoughts rushed through my head and being a hormonal teenager definitely didnt help my mood. Aww look now he cries like little baby I quickly whipped my head towards the voice. To my surprise the voices owner is the white Russian! WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT!?! I yelled not in the mood to deal with him. its not what I want its what you need and right now you need to fight me and youll see what it is Cant you see Im busy so would you kindly go fuck yourself! I said staring at him in deep anger.. After few minutes, I pulled her up and said “pura mza ek hi hole me logi kya”. She laughed. Dhire se mene usse seat se utara. Me bhi niche utra. Mene usse dogi bnaya and uska dress upar kiya. Uski gand dikh rhi thi. Mene apni ungli uski gand se chut tak and chut se gand tak rub ki. Thoda rub karne ke baad mene apna jeans niche kiya and me thoda uske upar aaya and uske upar jhuk gya. Apna lund uske chut pe rub kiya thoda and fir hole pe place kar ke dhire dhire andar dalne lga. Pta nhi uski chut tight thi ya mera lund mota tha, par thoda mehnat karna pda. Dhire dhire jhatke dene ke baad lund andar chala gya. It was the best feeling you can get in a movie theater ????I bend on her and lowered down her dress from chest and kept one hand on her boob and started pressing them hard. My other hand was holding the seat. Otherwise, dono hathon se dbata. There we were, in between the seats, in a theater…. Fucking her in a doggy style. Me jor jor se jhatke de rha tha. She wanted to moan, but she.
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